Family Circus: I'm sorry. I think my fingers got away from me.

And so Jeffy has invented for himself yet another excuse for his murderous yearnings: a demon hand. This is more interesting than the werewolf delusion, but where will it end? At the sight of cranberry juice, will he imagine himself a vampire? Upon seeing a shooting star, will he imagine himself an alien? Will he never take responsibility for his own actions?

This should be seen as further evidence that Jeffy doesn't really want to be the monster he has become. Rather, it is the result of his idiotic nature and tortured childhood. We can only hope that someday, perhaps with Billy's help, he will find peace.